NO.104: ISN'T THAT JUST STUCK HERE!
9:21 p.m., Linton & Associates.
Once again, Omer yawned on the balcony.
Although he hadn't spent a day yet, he felt like he had spent at least two days and one night, and he had stayed up five hours of work.
At least that's true of the sense of time in the city base, as the witch beast that has fallen asleep on the living room couch can attest.
And he still relied on the coffee of the tea house, and it was clear that the tea house itself had gone to sleep.
It is true that around half past nine in the evening is not the time to go to bed, but the sleepiness caused by indulging in running and eating and drinking is enough to make the psychic Ma Niang and the research Ma Niang, who have always walked nocturnally, go to the bedroom honestly.
As for the Cyber Horse Niang - she was the first to go to sleep, and Omer had already announced to them that the week after the race would be considered a holiday, and it was not recommended to practice secretly, but to adjust their mood and state.
At the same time, this may also be their last little long vacation.
As he once said to Shi Huaiya, the students' summer vacation is almost over.
The summer vacation has passed, which means not only the tight school time, but also the exciting follow-up schedule, and the return of the summer training horse racing girls.
The local Ma Niang and the central Ma Niang will be the predecessors and strong enemies who stand in front of their careers.
Prepare for the start of school - this does not need to be said by Omedo, and the girls understand it themselves.
And in the middle, the comprehension of a certain pink-haired JK is more painful than everyone.
"Little snake~ you can write a little for me!"
On the terminal screen, you can see her sitting at the desk in the bedroom, and you can see the workbooks and test papers stacked in front of her desk.
Obviously, the only resident in the house who still has a lot of energy is also languishing as the end of the summer vacation approaches.
But what she turned to was a demon (x).
"I refuse."
"Don't do that! I'm really too lazy to count these vectors and functions! ”
"Wouldn't you use that for your research? You can. ”
"Do I have to do it!? Little Snake, you have the strength of a monster fighting master, and I haven't seen you brush the rankings, right!! ”
"Do you want to think about who made me unavailable to play?"
Looking up, 45°, in that outdated melancholy posture, Omer was once again melancholy about the passing of the summer vacation time.
How so?!
A vacation that you should enjoy as a trainer.
The spare time that a mercenary should have.
As the liberation that students should welcome at the end of the college entrance examination.
One no!
There is even a part-time chat group for temporary workers, and there are always people urging him to come and share some work!
When he looks back, he regrets .jpg that he didn't waste his time
At best, I haven't played a game for so long, no, I must have saved a lot!
But there is also a point that is hard to ignore, that is, most of the games he likes involve online play, and other people can be used as observation material.
And this kind of game usually has one thing in common - popularity, or hot period.
After the heat is over, you will have a hard time finding online teammates, and you can only wait for the real good brothers to come back to the game and bring you back.
Tap on the ...... again
Gan! Why didn't this Anke change it! Is this all I can watch in more than a month!?
Swipe down further, how eunuchs are these three books!
Is the recent ratio of AI writers and eunuchs about to catch up with humans?
Just learn the human mind and creativity, don't even learn this kind of place!!
Half an hour ago, Omer had felt that Shumagia was indeed the enemy of mankind, and now he could only say:
"You can't just leave it to AI to write it, isn't it just some summer homework, let AI push it back for you!"
"It's also... Wait, can I hire bourbon sauce to make it for me? ”
"What do you hire?"
Even if it can be groomed as a beautiful embodiment of the girl's stickers, if the reward is as low as killing the ripe, he will also stop it like a stereotypical elder.
"Make it with a model! She was still asking me yesterday how to make models, and I heard that her fans have always sent her steel pula, but she was always afraid of breaking those models, so she kept them in her hometown. ”
"Gangpla isn't a special attack category for electrical killers, is it?"
"I've complained about that too, but she said that those models have electronic structures, and even a fan sent her a 1:1!" Speaking of this, Akane Shinjo put her hands on the table directly, and her whole face was close to the screen, showing that she was not only obsessed with monsters, but also liked giant robots.
"1 to 1! Even drivable!! However, the whole family unanimously decided to return it. ”
"I know this," Omer nodded slightly at the screen, slightly mentalizing, after all, this kind of thing is indeed unusual, once caused the media, caused a topic on the forum, "1:1 dark matter energy Angel Gundam, there are indeed some oil guys in the fan base of the horse racing girl." ”
"You call this an oil guy? It's an arms dealer! "Qian Bengbu lived.
When it comes to the realm of horse racing girls, many of Ormer's natural ways of getting along will be reversed.
"As long as you have money, you are an oil guy, and it doesn't matter if you have arms or not," his index finger tapped lightly on the fence slate of the balcony, and Omer didn't want to dwell on this kind of question, "All in all, model making......
He looked up at the sky and thought about it, and then said, "You can try to mention it tomorrow, and you can even try the next GBN." ”
“GBN? Gundam that? Qian Yi vaguely heard this term from her classmates in Tianmen City, but she had some impressions.
A group of male students are particularly obsessed, and some even draw structural designs in class.
"Well, the GUNPLA online battle, the steel pula with electronic components, is probably for that game, and if you are not comfortable with the operation of monsters, you can start with Gundam piloting first."
"What do you mean?!" The big face on the screen suddenly turned back, with a look of vigilance, "Little Snake finally straightened the ball and thought that I was a monster fighting skill dish!" ”
"When I was taking the S1 driver's license, that game also helped me a lot, and if you want to play, I can even help you connect with a few old friends."
Omo continued the conversation unnoticed: "Although I have abandoned the pit for a long time, they seem to have been playing all the time. ”
"Little ~Snake~!!"
"Please."
"I'm not going to canvass for you anymore!!"
Said this with a puffed up bun face, and hung up the video call, leaving Omer a little speechless.
Canvassing or something...... I didn't want you to pull it......
I had already tried to forget about it, but I was awakened by the other party.
That's the memory on the dinner table.,It's a certain pink-haired JK happily announced:Supervisor の Demon Month,,612 Dark Villain of the Year Voting Champion!!
That's a third of the source of his exhaustion at the moment.
I was sent to a strange voting contest in a daze, and I won the championship only to know that I had tens of millions of fans......
- This tama is a little more than when he was at the height of his Bourbon career!
Now the number of regular fans of the three girls under his command combined can't compare to the trainers.
Sent!
Ormo even figured out what the so-called nickname of the police station mentioned by Beatrix was, the only thing he couldn't figure out was how he could have tens of millions of fans out of thin air.
It's scary, bro!
Terrifying to the point that Ormer wanted to escape from reality.
No! Even if you have to accept the reality, you say it's another industry, such as trainers or something, it's okay to be a fan.
Dark Villain Styling - a fan of this kind of game...... Who are these people?
Although it is not polite, Omer is very suspicious that this kind of competition only needs to open the box and catch the past, I am afraid that there can be four or five dangerous people in ten.
With this level of headache, he didn't perform the crayon Xiaoxin's fucking drill skills to Shinjo Akane on the spot, and he was already benevolent.
Alas...... was stunned by stupid netizens .jpg
He had tried his best to forget, but when he remembered it, he was really sleepy, so he raised his hand to cover his card box.
The momentum of the monster card, and the joy of the new card, can always be strong.
He would have been sober enough to stand here for a moment and suddenly notice the strange divinity that was so close at hand.
As soon as he turned his head, he could see the capable figure with brown hair and red pupils.
Different from the impression of black hair and red pupils in books and screens, the templated posture and outfit are obviously the posture simulated by AI in the center.
Bayer Turkey, one of the three goddesses of horse racing who emphasize discipline and rules.
According to Bi Ze's revelations, its prototype is a military war horse.
It has really been on the battlefield, and at the same time, it is the ancestor source of a series of racing horses such as Rudolph symbol, the emperor of the East China Sea, Mehaku McQueen, and the sun god of Datuo.
As far as the correlation of the descendants of this genetic inheritance is concerned, Omer's feelings about her are rather subtle.
After all, except for Mejiro McQueen, he has been in contact with it to a greater or lesser extent.
And even Miss Mejiro is an indispensable part of the gathering of horse racing information.
Admittedly, there is no necessary connection between a horse racer and a horse racehorse.
People are people, the soul of horse racing is the soul of horse racing, and only the spirit is inherited, not the blood itself.
But it was precisely because the spirit was passed on that he could see a little Rudolph's shadow on the other party, and his expression was even more strange.
"Why this look? Aren't you waiting for me? ”
Summoned early, this goddess is the main reason why Omer has to drink coffee and can't sleep.
"I'm just wondering why the goddess wants to enter the AI's body."
"Some people say that you are very good at deduction, can you guess anything?"
"It's not appropriate to deduce with such little information, and the only guess I can give is what I'm already thinking in my heart."
"And what are you thinking?"
"I guess it's because of the racehorse girl who dissipated in the New World, right?"
The GBN here is imitated by the traverser with existing technology, because the Glueda battle of the creation of the battle involves the alien assets of the glowstone, and the Glue battle technology of the creation is even more of a black box......
However, the performance of Tron, whether it is the game operation mode or the Gundam operation mode, is more natural and perfect, so the traverser here is also copying GBN.
When I wrote about the monster exhibition before, there was a game that imitated the spark puppet for reading and fighting, and in fact, the company of the universe man was also copying GBN's game profit model, well, the ecology is .jpg like similar games in the mobile game industry
(End of chapter)